After gently twirling, slowly wiping and lifting, the water stains on Wang Luoqi's long hair were dried by the blower, and she also stepped on her slippers and returned to the master bedroom.

Well, she didn't say a word the whole time, and she raised her chin when she stood up, as arrogantly as a queen in the palace, and didn't show any good looks to the little servants who served her.

Is this just throwing away after use? Looking at the girl's graceful back, Wen Yan had the illusion of being abandoned at the end.

However, he didn't stay any longer and turned back to the kitchen.

After all, completing the task of "hair boy" is not enough, he still has the job of being a housewife to do!

Walking back to the kitchen, Wen Yan began to undress and take off his clothes, and went to the stove to continue the unfinished work just now.

Hey, did something get in?

Forget it, please ignore these details!

In the past ten years, the kitchen in Room 601 has become Wen Yan's battlefield. He has a small daily task every day, which is to feed Wang Luoqi.

As the saying goes, practice makes perfect, and with the accumulation of feeding times, Wen Yan's skills have naturally improved a lot.

Otherwise, Wang Luoqi would not look down on the fast food outside and insist on eating the food he cooked.

Wen Yan felt that Wang Luoqi would behave like this. In addition to cooking at home and creating a family atmosphere, there were probably other reasons——

That's the girl's mouth, which has been manipulated by him.

Just like these two days, he was busy submitting manuscripts and had no time to cook. Wang Luoqi ate takeout for two days, and she was obviously a little moody.

In previous lives, male compatriots often cited "a gentleman is far away from the kitchen" as an excuse not to go to the kitchen, in order to be lazy and avoid the hard work of cooking.

Wen Yan wanted to express strong condemnation of this behavior.

The original intention of Mencius was clearly to advise people to cherish all life and avoid killing. How could these illiterate people take it out of context casually?

Well, he was jealous of those people's family thrones.

However, Wen Yan did not find it hard to prepare three meals a day for Wang Luoqi. Instead, he enjoyed it and enjoyed the pleasure of feeding him.

Well, those illiterate people can even interpret the classics of saints at random, how can they understand his Wen Xiaoyan's taste!

Although Wang Luoqi was rich, neither of them was extravagant and wasteful, so Wen Yan didn't cook too much.

Two plump and tender saury, paired with a plate of scrambled eggs with leeks and rice in the rice cooker, is a dinner for two.

After one hour.

After putting the food on the dining table, Wen Yan went to the master bedroom, knocked on the door, and shouted inside:

"Sister Luo Qi, I've made dinner. Come out and eat it quickly. If the grilled fish gets cold later, it won't taste good."

Because we want to eliminate the negative impact of the "club incident", we should turn this matter over as soon as possible.

Therefore, Wen Yan's tone contained a hint of flattery.

Well, it can also be said to be very dog-legged!

"Click." The lock tongue clicked softly, and Wang Luoqi opened the door.

Holding Dandan in her arms, she looked at Wen Yan and said, "I'm about to go to bed, why are you knocking on the door?"

"Besides, as I said just now, I'm not hungry now. Just feed me."

Are you putting on airs? Wen Yan was a little helpless, knowing that Wang Luoqi was acting petty again.

Wen Yan was sure that if he turned around and left now, he would probably be picked on by Wang Luoqi because he moved his left leg first, and then his legs would be interrupted.

We are all a family, so we can't communicate well. Don't you feel tired if you have to engage in this little trick of welcoming and rejecting?

Wen Yan didn't understand Wang Luoqi's operation.

If it were a girl of the same age in Moyi who dared to play this trick with him, Wen Yan would definitely turn away and leave without any help.

However, it was Wang Luoqi who was acting petty. He definitely couldn't do this. He had gotten used to it over the years.

After all, this is his "gentle as water" eldest sister. What can he do if she insists on being petty?

He could only use the ventriloquism skills he had developed over the years to coax him.

"Sister Luo Qi, I accidentally made too much. It's just like a short-legged cat. It can eat as much as it wants, and the rest will be wasted." Wen Yan pointed to the saury on the dining table.

"Meow meow……"

Dan Dan was in Wang Luoqi's arms, waving his little paws, as if he was a little dissatisfied with Wen Yan's words.

Wen Yan squinted at the short-legged cat fiercely, his eyes full of threats. This short-legged cat was so courageous.

Not only did he dare to lie in Wang Luoqi's arms, but he also wanted to come to him to feel present at this time. Wen Yan felt that this short-legged cat was showing off.

Wen Yan felt a little uncomfortable about the treatment of this short-legged cat.

Well, he is definitely not envious of some kind of welfare.

Looking at the dinner on the table, Wang Luoqi pursed her lips. She could feel saliva secreting in her mouth.

But thinking of her plausible words just now, she still refused and said: "I'm really not hungry, why don't you eat more."

"Sister Luo Qi, I will soon participate in a singing variety show and debut as an artist. I must control my figure. This is an artist's self-cultivation, so I can't eat too much."

As someone who knew Wang Luoqi's temper, Wen Yan tried every means to find a way for his eldest sister.

"Artists have the need to manage their figure. You ate too much at night, which seems to be really not good." Wang Luoqi squinted his beautiful eyes, very satisfied with Wen Yan's thoughtfulness.

Seeing Wang Luoqi relent, Wen Yan used his ultimate move again. He held Tian Xian in his mouth and said:

"Jian Dan and I will definitely not be able to finish the food on the table, and it will be wasted tomorrow."

"Grandma Wen once said, wasting food..."

"What Dean Wen said makes sense. We really cannot develop the habit of waste."

Touching his chin, Wang Luoqi reluctantly said:

"In that case, I'll just eat a little bit."

"Sister Luo Qi, you are really considerate." Wen Yan flattered.

At this time, both of them automatically ignored the refrigerator in the kitchen, as if it was just a decoration.

After all, a smart person should ignore those insignificant details.

"Snapped!"

A dark shadow fell on Wen Yan's head.

Wang Luoqi waved his hand and said: "Take good care of your shortcomings. You must have the consciousness of being a shit shoveler."

"Meow meow." The short-legged cat trembled above Wen Yan's head.

Wen Yan: "..."

He wanted to kill this short-legged cat that was in the way. He was riding on his head and shit!

This is too insulting.

After Wang Luoqi's operation, Wen Yan truly realized his current "family brotherhood".

Holding the short-legged cat in his arms, Wen Yan angrily followed Wang Luoqi to the dining table.

Looking at Wang Luoqi in front of him, Wen Yan gritted his teeth secretly. When the time comes, he will definitely go to the snow...

Wen Yan, who was cheering for himself, looked at the girl's graceful back and was suddenly stunned for a moment.

Just now, he was only focused on competing with Wang Luoqi in a battle of wits and courage, and he hadn't noticed anything unusual about his eldest sister.

Only now did he realize that there seemed to be something wrong with Wang Luoqi's dress.

Back in the master bedroom, Wang Luoqi had already changed out of his bathrobe, following the girl's somewhat conservative habits in the past.

She should now be wearing a long, loose nightgown to cover up her protruding figure.

But her nightgown today, although it was still long and covered her skin, had become extra close-fitting, like a tights, highlighting the graceful curves of the mature lady.

Looking at the girl's smaller nightgown, Wen Yan was a little confused. Could it be that she was dehydrated while washing clothes?

Because the nightgown is close-fitting, as Wang Luoqi walks, you can see the graceful curves of her waist and the fullness under her waist.

Just looking at it will bring up thoughts that people shouldn't have...

"Snapped!"

Wen Yan gave himself a slap. The time had not come yet and he shouldn't have such presumptuous thoughts.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Hearing the slap, Wang Luoqi felt a little strange. She stopped and asked.

Ah, if I say that I want to invest in shares and negotiate a big deal, will I follow the family law? Wen Yan feels guilty.

After pondering for a while, he replied: "There are mosquitoes, Sister Luo Qi, I am killing mosquitoes!"

"Are there mosquitoes in the house?" Wang Luoqi was full of doubts.

Given the current season and the sanitary conditions at home, how could there be mosquitoes?

"It's true." Wen Yan replied seriously: "It's still a big black mosquito!"
To be continued...